CrypticConstellations
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Shortly after Eddie had cut you off, Volt had appeared behind the bar during a lull and wrapped an arm around his waist, leaning down to his ear to playfully inquire, “Are you aware of what our live wire is currently up to?”
Eddie raised an eyebrow. “Besides talking?”
Volt huffed out a laugh. “They certainly are talking, yes. I was more curious, though, if you knew the subject of their conversation, dear.”
Eddie rolled his eyes, turning to face his partner, taking in the hint of a blush dusting his cheekbones. It had been a long enough night already without Volt deciding to be cryptic. “Out with it, Volt,” he prompted, crossing his arms over his chest.
Volt’s gaze sobered, but only fractionally. There were no other objects close to the bar at the moment, but still he kept his volume low, ensuring no one would overhear as he conspiratorially admitted, “It appears they’re discussing the time they spend in our bed… in great detail, no less.”
Or, Eddie and Volt overhear you talking rather explicitly with Betty and Ben-Hwa about your sex life. They decide to demonstrate.
Bookmarked by StarlitCryptid (CrypticConstellations)
07 May 2026
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A Spark Requires Some Friction by BringBackMaes14
Fandoms: Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game)
06 May 2026
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“Do we really have to spell it out for you?” Eddie asks, his cheeks red.
Your own face feels as heated as his looks. You glance at Volt, at the hand he has extended towards you. You’re flattered; there’s no other word for the fluttery feeling in your chest. You’ve really been through the wringer with these two men standing before you at the bar, and you can’t imagine leaving their sides now.
And yet…
You remember Dorian’s warning, about the seedy nature of your breaker box. You think about the trouble the two of them have already gotten you into—Eddie’s strong arms cradling you to his chest at the foot of the fallen ladder and Volt’s lips pressed maddeningly to yours under the hazy club lights. It’s not really trouble. You sense no bad intentions. But at the same time, you’ve never felt this way about anyone—let alone two someones.
Imagining real intimacy with them terrifies you. What if it’s not everything you hope it will be? What if it is, and you become addicted? You look at Eddie again, and he raises a concerned brow at you. Could you take the leap and content yourself with drowning in the two of them?
Bookmarked by CrypticConstellations
07 May 2026
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You had an emotionally draining week and the objects in your house all witnessed it. As your lovers, they want to help you de-stress and show you that you don't always need to be the one taking care of others. You can be the one taken care of for once.
Ben-hwa has an idea to achieve this.
Bookmarked by CrypticConstellations
05 Mar 2026
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Static and Lace Series by BringBackMaes14
Fandom Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game)
08 Jun 2026
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28 Feb 2026
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These two make me S I C K! I love them
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The heavy smell of ozone permeates the air, and Eddie can feel it here in the darkness: lightning struck the house. He starts to panic, starts to anticipate the pain and the draining feeling of a full outage. It’s been years since he’s had to go through one. It occurs to him a moment later through the haze that the last time one happened, Volt wasn’t around yet.
Volt. He has to find Volt.
The pain he was expecting doesn’t come. In fact, their connection starts to pulse and ebb under his skin and Eddie almost wants to scratch at himself. He feels jittery. He feels hot. The lights click back on, and they’re brighter than they have been in weeks, droning with overwhelming power.
Eddie tries to find Volt in the crowd of confused and worried patrons, and he hears two light bulbs pop in quick succession. He looks over in the direction of the sound, near the stairs to their loft apartment, and sees Volt down on his knees, one fist bracing himself against the wall and the other wrapped tightly around his own torso. He’s trembling and panting and blushing cyan down to the collar of his shirt.